Bird Followers

I haven't written for a while. Not that I haven't wanted to, but time just hasn't afforded me time to write. Sometimes I think my days are flying while other days they simply creep along.

This notion of flying always brings to mind those beautiful creatures that fly. Birds. We see them all the time. Birds live in a little cove in my roof. They nest and the babies sometimes drop to my bedroom window sill as they are learning to fly. As the mature the babies learn to "walk on the screen" of my bedroom window. At first I was horrified, but now it is a rite of passage each spring. I don't like birds, but I don't dislike them either. At times they fascinate me. I have never been a bird watcher, but I like to see them flitter about their day. Now that spring might show is warm side, perhaps a robin, the first of the season will grace us one day. I look forward to it.

What really fascinates me is the lengths that some people will go to to watch or keep birds. Take for example this person,

Birdman from Australia

I can only hope he had a good reason to do this. I can't imagine the genius that thought this plan through, or the creativity it took to discover this. Imagine the talk at the dinner table as this was being planned, or the talk at the watercooler by the inspectors that foiled this ingenious plan. I'll never understand bird-people.

I wrote this piece for my good friend Tom. He started me into the blogging adventure, and helps me stay together with it a great deal. I wanted him to read this article, so here it is Tom!!!